the blizzard blooms
in afternoon sun
in afternoon sun
windows burn
but not the tree-line
held in my mouth
like t e e t h
like t e e t h
unraveling the bridges
they can reach
they can reach
like breath
answering the songs
of late at night
dog choirs
we cannot yet speak of
how meaning carries
across species
I begin to see in silence
how I understand
no thing
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Pic: Surprise snow overnight--on cue for Nu's first day of Christmas break.
Notes: We're rethinking traveling between Christmas and New Year to see grandparents. And there are rumors that school may be online in the new year. (And yes, someone forgot to bring summer's pillows in again.)
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